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Category Archives: Scotland 2024
The Grave of William McGonagall
I am dismayed to report that the grave of William McGonagall was much more popular than Robert Fergusson‘s. There were multiple tour groups stopping at his plaque while I waited to get a decent picture. Fortunately this was because of … Continue reading
Fraiku: Travel Benefits
Travel broadens the mind and the belly — do calories count on vacation? (Last night’s dinner was haggis pizza!)
Solstice Insomnia
This far from the equator the sky is shades of grey clouds drifting from the firth or the solstice sun drowsing just below the horizon for only a few hours I am reminded of the injustice of being sent to … Continue reading
The Grave of Robert Fergusson
I am ashamed to admit that I’d never heard of Robert Fergusson until I reached Edinburgh but the poetry he wrote in his very brief life inspired Robert Burns, Robert Louis Stevenson and untold other Scots.
Posted in Dead Poets, Scotland 2024
Tagged burns, cemetery, edinburgh, fergusson, scottish, stevenson
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Dining Gold
Gold ingots mined from the sea with nets veins swimming in the dark Gold nuggets mined from the soil with spades the sun regrown underground Gold not melted like the lager glimmering in my glass but deep fried with mushy … Continue reading
The Grave of William Miller
Looking for poets’ graves to visit on my vacation and I discovered that there’s a monument to William Miller in the Glasgow Necropolis. I’d never heard of Mr. Miller but I knew his famous nursery rhyme, Wee Willie Winkie. As … Continue reading
Why I Write Poetry
Imagine the unnamed adult male whose body was buried without a heart. Did he die sudden and young, long before the age of EKGs, leaving a black-veiled widow who donated his body to the university? Or was it later exhumed … Continue reading
Fraiku: Shortest Night
Under my seat grim grinding guttural grumble no sleep in jet planes (Hoping to hold off jet lag long enough to watch Scotland defeat Germany.)
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 